Patients taking the antidepressant Effexor (venlafaxine) should be aware that the drug manufacturer Pfizer has issued a recall of one lot of the medications after they discovered one bottle contained a heart drug used to treat atrial fibrillation.
The medication found is Tikosyn that was discovered in one bottle of Effexor XR. The heart medication could cause abnormal heartbeat that could cause symptoms of dizziness, sweating, pallor and fainting.
Patients should check their antidepressant for lot numbers 130142 and V130140, with expiration date of October 2015. Also recalled is Effexor XR with Greenstone lot number V130014, which expires in August 2015.
The antidepressant recall includes two lots of Effexor XR® 150 Mg Extended-Release Capsules and one lot of Greenstone’s Venlafaxine HCl 150 Mg Extended-Release Capsules.
The FDA warns the interaction between the heart drug Tikosyn and venlafaxine “could be fatal”.
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Yo, check with your Pharmacy as well, give them a call/go to the store and ask. When these things happen all pharmacies get the notices and check their products (mostly cause we gotta ship ‘em back) Also, you only need to be careful if you’re getting the actual bottle and not amber vials.
Effexor and Tikosyn look waaay different and any tech/Pharmacist would probably have noticed. We open the bottles, pour out the pills and count them. Believe me, someone probably would have been secretly playing that “One of these things is not like the other.” game.
Venlafaxine kind of looks like Tikosyn? But not really, and since there’s no generic Pfizer’s name is literally on the pill so…
the description of the pill is always on the bottle and it should match exactly what’s inside. someone responsible and capable should always be checking the meds before the patient begins taking them.
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If I were a writer on Supernatural I would introduce an angel named Destiel just for shits and giggles.
Then Misha would laugh maniacally and tweet “Destiel is confirmed to be on Supernatural Season 9”
This would kill half the fandom.
"My name is Destiel, I am an angel of the Lord"
Here he is:
Dean, Castiel and Sam are forced to destroy him after he attempts to restart the apocalypse. Later on it’s revealed by Lucifer that Destiel is actually a Holy Composite of the soulprints of Dean and Castiel so that he could be a single Vessel/Angel entity.
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woman:sounds awful. what's my second option.
society:a penis shaped wad of cotton that you shove uncomfortably inside yourself and it catches the blood before it leaves your body.
woman:still seems pretty awful.
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woman:well, are they at least free? like how men can have access to free condoms? i mean, it's not like i'm choosing for this to happen.
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society:oh, and if you tell anyone that you ARE on your period, your judgement, opinions, and reactions are going to be dismissed as the crazy ramblings of a lunatic.
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